Saturday Morning.
"Do you have all your stuff packed for the sleepover with your friends?" My mom asked, setting the table for breakfast.
"Mom, it isn't until tonight. I'll have plenty of time to pack." I said, now helping my mom set the table.
"God, it feels like you're still sixteen. I haven't heard the word sleepover in years."
I smiled. "But I sometimes I say I'm sleeping over at Hanna's."
"Different. You said sleeping over not sleepover ." My mom chuckled, "So did you tell your friends about the-"
"Only Hanna." I interrupted. I made my way over to the kitchen sink and began to wash my hands.
"Why only her?" My mom asked, curiosity filling her voice. I shrugged. I really didn't know why I didn't tell Spencer. Aria and I don't even have each other's number.
"Well, are you planning to tell them, Emily?"
"Of course."
My mom nodded and we both sat down at the table. We were sitting across from each other, "I'm sorry." My mom said, breaking the silence.
"For what?"
"For pressuring you into doing something that you don't want to do. I'm sorry for everything that I have made difficult for you in the past. It's just that.. Emily Fields, you are my daughter.. my only child to be exact and I just want the best for you."
I smiled softly at her. "You're my mom. You're always going to be rough on me. And that's what I love about you."
She smiled back at me brightly. God, I haven't seen that smile in.. I don't know, months, "I love you honey."
"I love you too mommy."
Saturday Afternoon.
"And how long will these friends of yours be over?" My mother asked, firmly.
"Just one night, mom. Why? This is my house, not yours."
"It doesn't matter, Spencer. You need to start focusing on your job because-"
"Business always comes first, I know." I rolled my eyes, irritation veining in my voice. "You know what mother? Unlike, I actually have a life and friends out of work. I just don't sit at my computer desk all day and look over old cases and search for cases that hasn't even happened yet."
"I do not search for cases that hasn't happened..." She crossed her arms. "I make a list of what could happen and how could I fix them."
"Doesn't matter! You're always working. It took you one week to find out about Sarah and I. Why? Because you were always working. Not to mention, you always miss my birthday. I finally see why dad left you," The words spilled from the venom filled mouth. I immediately felt bad. She was hurt.. and she was hurt bad. I can see it in her chocolate brown eyes. Her posture stiffened and her head fell, "Mom.."
She held up her hand signaling for me to stop talking and shook her head. "No. No. You're right."
"...I am?" Shock radiating through my voice.
"Yes. You are. Spencer, ever since your father and I divorced, my work ethic has become much more intense.. and I do this because I'm afraid to connect with the world again.. I'm afraid to fall in love again."
"Oh mom.." I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her into a tight hug. She quickly reciprocated.
"I'm sorry for being so hard on you honey. I hope you have fun."
"Thanks Mom." I smiled, breaking the hug and placing a light kiss on my mom's cheek.
"I'm going to a spa." My mom said, causing me to look her in the eye.
"Really? You? Spa? But you have work."
My mom chuckled and grabbed her keys, "Have fun mom." I said.
"Thank you.. bye." Mom said, before leaving out.
She won't be back for a while.
At the sleepover.
"Where the hell is Aria? That bitch was supposed to be here an hour ago." Hanna said, annoyance in her voice.
"Hey, don't talk about my friend that way and she'll be here." Spencer said, looking down at her phone, "At least that's what she said."
"Here." I said, pulling out a box of cookies and handing them to Hanna. "Now eat and shut up."
"You think cookies are going to shut me up, Emily? Really?" Hanna smirked. "How long have you known me?"
"Not long enough I see."
I glanced over at Spencer and saw her smiling at me, "What?" I asked.
"Nothing.. it's just that you guys are cute. You fight over the smallest things. Cookies. Really?" She said, taking the cookies out of Hanna's hands.
Hanna quickly took them back. "I didn't say I didn't want the cookies. Slow down there attorney."
We all broke into laughter, "I can tell already you and I are going to be best friends." Spencer said, looking at Hanna.
"No Spencer, we are all going to be best friends." Hanna smiled.
Spencer and I glanced at each other and smiled, "Except Aria." Hanna added. "I hate that-"
"Hanna!" I interrupted.
"No." Hanna started. "She left us. She never called or texted. She had abandoned us for three freaking years."
I crawled over to Hanna and pulled her into a gentle hug. "I know she left us okay? But we have to learn how to forgive and forget. She's here now. That's all that matter.. right?"
Spencer soon joined in our hug, "I'm sorry. I just want to hug her too. She needs one."
After our long session of hugging, we heard a knock at the door, "Come on in, Aria!" Spencer yelled. The door opened slowly as Aria poked her head inside.
"Hey guys. I brought a guest. I hope you don't mind Spence." Aria said. Hanna scoffed and I glared at her.
"Sure." Spencer swallowed nervously. "Anybody is welcome." Aria smiled nervously and opened the door widely so her and her friend could come in. My face fell at the blonde figure standing before me.
"Alison..?" Spencer, Hanna, and I all said in unison and my mind suddenly went back to our last conversation.
"Why do you have to move?" I whined, helping her put her things into the big truck. "I'll miss you too much."
She placed her box of diaries, books, and ribbons into the truck and smiled at me, "You'll live, Em." She took the box out of my hands and placed into the truck. I pouted playfully only to get a quick peck on the cheek. She grabbed my hand and dragged me towards her soon to be abandoned house. We had been carrying boxes back and forth all day. Didn't she want to take a break?
"Alison, can we please take a break? We've been carrying boxes for the last hour. Don't you want to save some for Jason?" I whined, which caused a small chuckle from her.
"You're right." She said. "My parents won't be mad if I take a little break, I guess."
I let out a sigh of relief as I dropped the box, "Thank gosh." She chuckled softly as I let my body fall onto her couch. It wasn't long until she came sat beside me.
Alison was.. interesting. She was a blonde with perfect hair, perfect teeth.. perfect everything. Everyone loved her.. but everyone also hated her. She knew everyone's secrets. Sometimes she would blackmail people. Which made her the queen of Rosewood High. Alison ruled everyone even though she was just a sophomore.
"Earth to Emily." Alison waved her hand back and forth trying to get my attention. "Did you hear anything I said?"
"Uh no. I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"Don't worry about it. It wasn't important." She stood up and grabbed a box. "I should really get back to work… I'll see you later."
"No. I said I was going to help you and I meant it."
She smiled lightly. "Pick up a box then Em. I have somewhere to be in a few hours."
"Where?" I asked, the words slipping out of my mouth. "I.. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-" I started, but she interrupted.
"It's fine. I have to meet with my friend in Philadelphia. She's Jason's girlfriend but I'm pretty sure she's gay."
I chuckled a little and finally picked up a box. "Why would you say that?"
"Because.." A smirk soon appeared on her face. "We might have kissed once or twice."
My jaw dropped. No way, "Jason's girlfriend kissed you? Seriously?" I asked, still a bit shocked.
"Why is it so hard to believe?" Her cheeks turned a dark shade of pink.
"That's your brother's freaking girlfriend. You don't feel bad at all?"
She shrugged. "Nah not really. Besides, he deserves it. I mean, when I was young, he always picked on me."
"That doesn't give you the right to kiss his girlfriend."
"Why does it matter to you?"
"Because I.." I paused trying to figure out what to say. "I thought we had something."
She scoffed. "Oh please Emily. If I'm kissing you, it's just practice for the real thing," Tears threatened to fall from my eyes, but I held them in. I will not let her see me cry. Not now. Never. I let the box that had been in my grip the whole time fall to the floor. I shook my head and made my way out of her house, not even looking back.
"What the hell is she doing here?" Hanna yelled.
"I.. I thought she.. um.. we could catch up." Aria rambled, her head hanging low.
"She needs to leave." Spencer said, firmly. Her eyes glaring at Alison. Wait, how does she know Alison?
"If she's here then I'm leaving." Hanna stated.
"No.." Aria spoke. "She won't cause any problems, Han."
"Don't call me that." Hanna yelled once again.
"Look Hanna, calm down okay?" I finally spoke. I glanced over at Alison. She looked as if she wanted to break into tears, "Let's just give her a chance."
"Hell no." Spencer said, her voice filling with anger.
"Spencer.." Aria frowned.
"I'm with Spencer. She's lucky I'm not slapping the-" Hanna started, but I interrupted.
"Hanna!" I yelled.
Tears began to fall from Alison's eyes. I haven't seen her cry.. ever. She then fled out of the house, shutting the door behind her. Spencer sighed heavily, her face was filled with regret. Spencer ran out of the house, yelling Alison's name. That just leaves Hanna, Aria, and I. Uh oh.
"How does she know Ali?" I asked, my mind still whirling from seeing her cry.
"Guys. She was in love with Alison years ago." Aria spoke.
My heart stopped. So.. that's how she knew Ali.
SO WHAT DID YOU THINK? SPENCER WAS IN LOVE WITH ALI?! WHOOOAA. LOL NO. BUT ANYWAY, REVIEW MAYBE? I WOULD APPRECIATE IT.